hey dude I think we were f*cked up
I have a country, I loved it
ships
I’ve lived with it half of my life
pressing body to the warm soil
and it’s so scared here now, I’ve stoped loving it
grey evil eyes, rusty ships
we wanted so much here to be the paradise
but we’ve understood, that…
we were f*cked up
behind our backs we were tricked out of
they’ve made their things to do, they’ve poured us
me and you together into the closet
they’ve poured us
there’re a lot of us, not me only
we’ll get on the train and will escape who in what direction
let somebody else searching for the happiness
among the crows that are pecking you